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Elle's PoV

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" My mother wonders as she placed empty plates onto the table. I look to my left and right, making sure my dad nor my brother listens to us.

"Nothing really, I'm just... you know Ethan, he's pressuring me with having children," I open up to my mother and her light brown hair is pulled back by her hand going through it.

"Ugh, don't listen to him," she rolls her eyes and sat down in front of me for a second, squeezing my knee.

"Mom, we really fought terribly..."

She frowns her eyebrows, "how?"

"He's blaming me for not loving him enough and shit. Or saying I specifically don't want him to be the father of my children. It's like he's trying to manipulate me. He's really annoying..." I huff and thought about being a mom. It sounds appealing to me but not right now.

"I understand," she mumbles under her breath and twitches her shoulders, "well baby, it's your body at the end of the day. If he badly wants kids then he should find another way. What about that thing that Kim Kardashian did? You know what I mean?"

I giggle at her example, "Yeah mom I know. Still, I don't feel ready to take care of kids. I just don't want those responsibilities yet."

"Well then just give him good sex and head, he will shut up, I promise."

"I-" did she really say that?

"What?" She laughs and stood up, acting like she didn't say it.

She did say it, right?

"What did you just say?" I ask to make sure I understood her correctly.

"You know, get some sexy underwear. Men are crazy for them anyway."

"Holy shit, you're serious?"

"Of-"

"I'm done with this conversation." I end it and stood up to help to set the table ready.

"What conversation?" Rory joins us and leaned his elbows on my shoulders, playing with my hair.

My mom and I both say nothing at the same time, he instantly understood that he shouldn't ask further questions, "Kace is coming over for dinner."

My heart beat its triple beat by thinking about seeing my best friend again. Why didn't he text me?

"Did you talk to him?"

"Yes, he called me because you didn't respond."

Did he call me? I look for my phone and just see millions of notifications. Right when I wanted to click on Kace's text messages, Ethan called me.

"What?!" I almost yell.

"Don't fucking scream at me." He yells back at me.

"Excuse you?" I raise my eyebrows and noticed I wasn't alone. My mother and brother watched me in confusion and I stand up to talk to my husband in privacy.

"Where are you? You left the house like-"

"Because your damn mom can't shut-"

"Don't talk about my mom like that. Calm down. Where are you?" He calms down and I feel my blood boiling again.

It was a shitty day. His parents came over for breakfast. They started that damn conversation about having children and his mother exaggerated on another level which caused me to go to Starbucks where Justin continued annoying me by being a pervert. Work wasn't fine and now I wanted to escape this damn drama at my parents' house and my best friend but he had to call me and remind me of that fight.

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